Chapter 137 The Moving Home: The Space of the Last Dream 10
"Is this the study?" Su Waiwai withdrew to take a closer look, but saw the word "study" written on the tattered door.

Su Xiaoer stared at this so-called study room speechlessly, it was nothing but dilapidated, there was not a single book on the bookshelf, only a few books on the table.

Seeing that the wooden table was shaking, it looked like it was about to fall down at any time.

The few remaining books in the study were in tatters, and they were placed in a container with several layers of skin peeled off.

Su Xiaoer took a closer look and asked his old lady, "Mother, is this just a chamber pot?"

"It looks like a chamber pot, we lack it there, take it away." Su Waiwai said and winked at Su Xiaoer.

Su Xiaoer muttered a little, thinking that Su Waiwai was going to order him to do coolies.

He was about to pick up the chamber pot when Su Wai Wai knocked again: "Stupid son, I want you to help move this table out of the study. We can only take it home when we get out of the study."

Su Xiaoer froze on the spot: "I want this rotten wooden table too?!"

"Why not? It can be used as firewood. I haven't eaten rice cooked with firewood for a long time. I don't like pigu. How can I live if I don't eat whole grains? Even if I become a fairy in the future, I will still eat and drink. Meat, still need to sleep!" Su Waiwai muttered while carrying things out of the study with Su Xiaoer.

This means that after choosing these few things, she moved the entire desk into the Last Dream space with a thought.

Xiaoqing watched Su Xiaoer take down the chamber pot in a daze, then looked at the crumbling desk in a daze, and sighed again: "Su Waiwai and Su Xiaoer are indeed the most wonderful mother and son in the world."

"Su Xiaoer, shut up this disgusting thing!" Su Waiwai casually threw a green fruit, which could hit Xiaoqing's head.

Xiaoqing hid behind Su Xiaoer aggrievedly, and looked at Su Xiaoer accusingly: "Isn't anyone in this world telling the truth?"

"You can make people talk, but unfortunately, you are not human!" Su Xiaoer looked apologetic, and found a pot to cover Xiaoqing, making him disappear.

Xiaoqing's aggrieved whimper came from the pot lid, God, it's unreasonable, he is treated so inhumanly, he wants to swear to heaven, he wants to get out of the clutches of this mother and child, and live a human life life to live.

Unable to see the annoying Xiao Qing, Su Wai Wai brought her kitchen knife and planned to cut off the desk to cook soup.

After she swung a dozen knives, the desk was not damaged at all.At that moment, she was very angry and kicked the foot of the table with her palm, but the pain made her gasp.

"What the hell is it that can't be killed?" Su Wai Wai fell down on the ground in frustration.

Su Xiaoer thought that Su Waiwai was joking, so he got up to help. He picked up the kitchen knife and slashed at the desk.

The desk was unscathed, and the kitchen knife was not damaged at all. When the two collided together, there was a clear and crisp sound, and a dazzling light was emitted, which startled Su's mother and son, thinking that an earthquake was about to occur.

The crisp sound gradually died down and the light faded away, only then did Su's mother and son dare to open their eyes and look at the desk and the kitchen knife.

I saw that they were fine, no problems.

"Susu, look what the hell is this? Why is it broken like this and you can't stop chopping it?" Su Waiwai directly called for Susu, a rescuer.

Su Su didn't seem to know what the hell a desk was.

"This thing might be a rare treasure, what exactly is it, I want to turn over the book." Su Su replied after a long time.

(End of this chapter)

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